You are a heavenly soul with a beautiful heart that beats to the rhythm of love. You are an angel guiding our lost souls through the dark forest of life. Don’t let the ugliness of this world take away your light. We are lost without you.
Happy birthday Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr; today we celebrate you as an activist, as a revolutionary, as a leader, as a humanitarian, and as a man who believed in something so much that he willingly gave his life for it. Even though we continue to sanitize and in some cases bastardize your message, your impact continues to be felt all across the world today.
Was Dr. King a Civil Rights activist fighting for the rights of Black People? Absolutely. But let’s not forget that he was also a man who stood against violence, who stood against war, who stood against poverty, and who stood in front of the world and declared that America had failed to deliver on its promise to the people. He was also a humanitarian and a coalition builder who fought for people at home and abroad.
So while you’re at your day of service, while you’re repping your organization on the MLK march,while you’re doing your staged sit-ins and protest before going back home to your nice comfortable life; take a moment to reflect on who Dr. King was and what he ultimately stood for; and then ask yourself – Have you ever believed in a cause so much that you would be willing to lay your life down for it?
Dr. King the man is no more; but his work has not been completed yet.
You can not assassinate a spirit, you can only kill a man. Long Live the King… ~ Sean King
To be clear, I am Pro Life, which means I have reached a point in my life where I stand against any and all violence perpetrated against human beings. I stand against human beings declaring themselves the judge, jury, and the administrators of justice against other human beings.
I stand against anyone and everyone who takes innocent lives in the name of war, in the name of gangs, in the name of the police, in the name of your religion, in the name of your country, in the name of your flag, in the name of terrorism, in the name of you stepped on my shoe…
From my perspective, the police shooting an unarmed man is not any more tragic than a black man murdering a whole family in a drive by. An American drone murdering innocent children in the Middle East is no less heinous than a terrorist act in Boston. A bomb in Norway is no more tragic than a bomb in Oklahoma City. The murder of Trayvon Martin is no more of a travesty than the murder of Hadiya Pendleton of Chicago…
My heart pours out to every innocent human being that is victimized by violence under whatever pretense someone chooses to use. There is no gray area and violence has never provided a permanent solution at home or abroad, in the American streets or between countries. There is always bad blood left over, there is always a spark that will start it back up, there is always revenge bound to happen, and there is always unnecessary shit that will happen because of the unnecessary shit that has happened.
One day we will be the civilized people we say we are. I just hope that day comes before it’s too late.